My father choose a life that didn’t include his children. He has cancer and it has most likely spread to his brain. I am sad for him, but I don’t feel as though I should be expected to be there for him.

Edit - my father choose alcohol and drugs and women over his children. He has spent a good part of my life in and out of jail bc of his “demons”. He has never once taken responsibility for his lack of being around. And always blames us when he’s sober for not making an effort to call or contact him.